For example, now, a petty official about 30 years old, named Qi Rui, stands out. He used to work as an errand boy in the Ministry of Industry, but unlike those officials who passed the imperial examination, their family had been working in the Ministry of Industry for generations. It's just that he's not very good at words, and he is always ostracized by his colleagues when he is on errands. So he was undoubtedly squeezed out of this liquidation. Originally, this person had been unknown, but he didn't expect that once after he met Wu Lu, the second cousin of the Wu clan, he was like seeing a celestial man and hit it off.

And Cousin Wulu also admires him very much, probably because people who are engaged in art have their own unique channels with each other. Seeing that these two people got along extremely harmoniously, Ning Ning also let go, maybe these two geniuses from different cultures, but the same outstanding genius collided together, there will be more sparks.

Ning Ning is now busy opening a new factory. Now it is no longer enough to simply grind soy milk and make tofu to meet the needs of the surroundings, so Ning Ning is ready to make some soy products that are easier to store, store and transport. And it's not just about soy products, Ning Ning now has a brick yard and a porcelain factory. She used a special method given by the system, so the fired bricks are stronger and more durable than ordinary ones, and they are more simple and elegant, and beautiful.

There is also the porcelain factory, and the finished products fired are also quite brilliant. Since I gave it to Mr. Song for tasting, Mr. Song has been thinking about it. Because the furnace was so immortal that it just burned out a porcelain cup with azure cloud pattern ice cracking. Ning Ning thought that this was just an accidental phenomenon, but Mr. Song couldn't put it down. Of course, Ning Ning wouldn't look at his dearest gentleman just staring at him like this, so he gave the cup to Mr. Song very early.

However, after seeing Mr. Song's preference, Ning Ning had another way to get rich in her mind. Probably a literati like Mr. Song always liked the kind of porcelain that looked very elegant and simple. They may be able to specialize in this high-end production line first, and then expand some scale appropriately after making certain results. And at this time, the thing she asked her second cousin to make to burn a special weapon has also been made.

The temperature in the room is extremely high, and the furnace is turned on because there is a fire around it, so the temperature in this room is simply frighteningly high. Even though most of the men in the room were wearing only one single shirt, they were still hot and sweaty.

Wu Lu and Qi Rui, the junior official of the ministry, were staring intently at the red thing in front of them. It's a cloud of glass liquid.

Yes, Ning Ning wants to fire porcelain, after all, she has come to such a conclusion from all parties before, that is, in the current era when science and technology are not yet developed, glass products are quite in demand. If some glass products with purer and brighter colors can be fired, those high-ranking nobles and wealthy families will definitely be willing to pay a large sum of money to buy them. And it's not just the steppe barbarians in the territory of the Dali Dynasty, not far from here, because of the different customs and cultures in various places, they prefer that kind of showy things.

Therefore, the glazed products that can almost sparkle in the sun are the favorite of those grassland Manchus. Although most of the ordinary steppe barbarians, like the commoners on their side, had little purchasing power to spare, the tribal leaders and their beloved chiefs and wives had countless cattle and sheep gems in their hands.

Ning Ning may still have a sense of guilt for attacking the people of his own country, but for the steppe barbarians who often fight with his own country, Ning Ning has no guilt. She wanted to empty out all the tribal leaders who had gold, silver, treasure, and countless cattle and sheep in their hands.

It's just that it has been secretly prepared for a long time before, and success or failure is today's move.

At this moment, Wu Lu and Qi Rui were obviously more concerned than Ning Ning about whether the burnt red, flowing object under their hands could be successfully shaped. They had tried many methods before, from the raw material used to the sand to the length of time it burned, and today was the one they were most sure of success.

At this moment, in this cramped room, the people watching nervously couldn't help but hold their breath. The small mass of reddish liquid attached to the long pole was spread out like a living thing under Wuru's hands, and then sent into the furnace again for incineration. Immediately afterwards, Wu Lu used a special pair of long-handled scissors to carefully turn the flowing object over and over.

His hand was particularly steady, and so was Qi Rui, who matched it, and there were some beads of sweat on both of them, but the movements were very fast, and Ning Ning only felt that he was dazzled. When they finally stopped, the stretched liquid was now solidifying in the cooling of the air.

When Wu Lu and Qi Rui retreated satisfied, Ning Ning saw the lifelike phoenix hairpin in front of him.

Probably because they added something to this glass liquid, so the state of this hairpin after cooling has a hint of gold. And because the hands of these two people are too steady, the hairpin hairpin style they made is called a vivid one. Especially the bead in Feng's mouth turned out to be movable, and I don't know how those two people made it, it is really magical.

And when the hairpin was really completed, the two of them came to Ning Ning with it.

Only then did Ning Ning realize that the hairpin they had made was for herself. To say that it is false not to be moved, but Ning Ning couldn't help but look at them more.

"Second cousin, are you sure you want to give me this hairpin? Such a beautiful hairpin, to be honest, I don't dare to accept it. ”

"This is the first glass hairpin we've made, of course we have to give it to you. In this world, apart from Ning Ning, I can't think of anyone else who deserves to wear this hairpin. ”

Qi Rui on the side also nodded, and Ning Ning had no choice but to take it.

Maybe it's because when she was in her mother's womb, the system was committed to improving Ning Ning's physique. So although Ning Ning is not yet five years old, her hair is quite lush compared to her peers. It can now be tied into a small bun. Carefully inserting this extremely beautiful hairpin into his bun, Ning Ning walked out and stood in the sun and smiled brightly at everyone.

At this time, the sun was warm, sprinkled on the extremely delicate hairpin on Ning Ning's head, the hairpin that was already extremely exquisite, swayed slightly on Ning Ning's black hair at this moment, and the refracted light sprinkled a little golden light on the ground.

With Ning Ning's warm and bright smile, everyone couldn't help but laugh.

Sure enough, this glazed hairpin is only used by Ning Ning.